Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 190 Si Mei Ao Extra Story: A Gentleman Does Not Regret
19 years ago.

Outside Jinling City, there are many mountains and mountains, and a mountain village lies quietly deep in the green mountains and green waters.

An ordinary-looking woman with a bridal bun, became the daughter-in-law of the Si family.

She is very satisfied with her married life.

Although the farm work is hard, when she sees her husband reading by the window, she feels that all the hard work is worth it.

Her father-in-law is different from the men in ten miles and eight villages. He will teach her to draw and write at the window, and he will find plum blossom seedlings from the deep mountains and plant them in the corner of the courtyard with his own hands. But the residence is indispensable.

In the winter of the second year of her marriage, it happened that her husband was going to Beijing to take part in the Spring Examination.

Before leaving, she shyly held her husband's hand and gently placed it on her swollen belly, "The mothers-in-law in the village said that it must be a boy...My son and I are waiting for you to come back from high school."

The man kissed his virtuous wife who was pregnant with the fetus, left behind an ancestral emerald jade pendant, carried the bookcase on his back, took the boy with him, and headed out of the mountain.

The woman stood under the old locust tree at the entrance of the village, looking away again and again, but she couldn't see the mountains and the water.

Unexpectedly, two days later, a hunter in the village found a corpse that had been smashed into mud in the mountain stream.

The woman cried and went to claim it. Fortunately, the corpse belonged to the book boy, and her husband should be fine.

A few months later, she finally gave birth, and she really gave birth to a big fat boy.

However, year after year, that person never came back.

In the third year, the man asked someone to deliver a letter.

"Treasure, don't wait", she is very familiar with the four lowercase characters.

Women do not complain.

But as the years passed, the toddling baby could finally talk, think, and pester her to ask why he didn't have a father.

The woman sat on a chair and hugged him, and pointed out the plum blossom tree to him, "A Shu's father went to Chang'an to participate in the scientific examination in order to gain fame, but accidentally fell from a high mountain, and he probably will never come back again. This is you Daddy planted the tree, if Ah Shu misses Daddy, he should take a look at this plum blossom tree."

She felt that for her son, such a lie should be easier for him to accept, right?
"Mother, what is fame? Why does Dad take the test for fame?"

"Fame is to be a high-ranking official and be the master of the people. Your father often said that a scholar should establish his heart for the world, establish his life for the people, inherit the knowledge of the past, and create peace for all generations. When Ah Shu grows up, he must Obtain fame and become a good official who loves the people!"

The woman smiled kindly, but her eyes were full of sadness.

Xiao Dokusu obediently stood on tiptoe and kissed the woman's face, "Mother, Ashu will definitely be a good official!"

He didn't actually understand those words, but he still kept them firmly in his mind.

Because that's what his dad said.

Xiao Dushu grew up gradually, and finally became a teenager.

The private school in the mountain village could not teach him more knowledge. This winter, he carried two geese in his arms, trekked across mountains and rivers, and walked for a whole day and night before finally arriving at the gate of Jinling Academy.

The archway is very high, it is majestic and magnificent that this poor boy has never seen before.

He squatted outside the door and guarded for a long time, until the snow covered his whole body, finally he saw a man wearing a sash red robe and belt, coming out of the academy with a serious face.

He hurriedly embraced the goose to meet him, bowed his head and said, "Master, I, I am here to study! My name is Si Dushu, and I want to study in an academy!"

The man glanced at him.

The young man was dressed in an old blue-brown jacket with patches. He looked poor and old-fashioned, with a smile on his face. He really didn't have the backbone of a scholar at all.

He said lightly: "Entering the academy, but you have to graduate."

The young man smiled honestly, "I brought it! Look, master, these two big fat geese have been raised by my mother for a whole year, and they are worth a lot of money!"

The man smiled sarcastically, "The prices in Jinling are quite expensive, two geese may not be enough."

"what?"

The young man scratched his head, his face full of sorrow, not knowing what to do.

He thought for a moment, and was about to take out the emerald jade pendant hanging around his neck, intending to use it for repairs and redeem it after earning silver, but he saw the jade pendant hanging around the man's waist out of the corner of his eye.

Emerald green and flawless, warm and delicate, the pattern on it is exactly a pair with the one on my neck.

As if struck by lightning, the young man stared at the man's face in disbelief.

this face...

It is exactly the same as the portrait of my mother hanging in the ancestral hall!
Holding the hands of the big fat goose, I couldn't help tightening, tightening again...

After a long time, the boy suddenly smiled warmly, "If that's the case, I won't bother you."

He turned to leave.

Just at this time, an old man with an umbrella came out of the academy.

He called Si Dushu, asked about the reason for his visit, and smiled very kindly, "In ancient times, there was Chengmen Lixue, and now you are studying in the snow, if Jinling Academy rejects you, it will be a waste of this place." It’s a pure heart. These two geese look white and clean, so it’s a pity to kill them, so let’s keep them in the pond of the academy. Looking at them in leisure time, it’s considered elegant.”

Si Dushu quickly thanked the old man, but from the corner of his eye he couldn't help looking at the wife who wore jade around his waist.

My mother once said that my father's ambition is to serve the people. Now this man who is only interested in profit is really his father?
……

During these years in the academy, he also tried to talk to Vice President Zhong.

But the other party is always impatient.

That day when he went down the mountain to help in a restaurant, he happened to see the second young master of the Xie family fighting with the young master of Xu Zhizhou's family on the mountain road, so he panicked and wanted to go back to the academy to ask for more help, but unexpectedly he met the man halfway.

He hesitated, and told him about the fight.

He was furious on the spot and hurried towards the mountainside.

Si Dushu followed behind him, looked at his still tall back, and asked tentatively, "Master, why are we scholars studying?"

"If you are a poor kid like you, what is the purpose of studying, not for high officials and rich salary?" The man replied without stopping, "What kind of family, country and world are all jokes! You will find that the Great Harmony spoken of by the sages is obviously impossible to realize."

It is late spring, the sound of cuckoo in the mountains and fields.

Si Dushu smiled and said nothing.

Later, the incident of the Begonia Pavilion happened.

Without even thinking about it, he forcefully opened the carved door of the private seat, guarding his classmates to escape.

He is also afraid of death, but he is even more afraid of not being able to bear the responsibility on his shoulders.

He, never become a person like Zhong Youhui!

After a night of snowfall, the plum blossomed a few times.

The young man in a green-brown Confucian shirt with patches was covered in blood and his eyes were blurred.

The rough palms that are used to holding the brush, clasped the door frame tightly, exhausted all their strength, but also stood up!
A gentleman is alive, is it for power?For the rich?

But please be honest.

Human beings are inherently dead, or heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than a feather.

Die for righteousness,
Gentleman, no regrets!
(End of this chapter)